The Fall of the Troll King

[anirbas]

Safe and safely
from a distance
of over sixty miles
and thirteen years

I viewed it burning
on videos sent to me
via messenger
on my cellphone

By one whom thought
I might care
about this tragedy
(I cannot help that I felt great joy)

Watching the Troll King's domicile
belch acrid hot white smoke
from holes where doors
and windows had been

Angry flames merrily gutting
the interior with fiery glee
feeding on the ceilings floors
walls and halls where the ghosts

Of our children's lost innocence
and mine as well did float to this day
all that we left behind of ourselves
perhaps those ghosts shall now
rest in peace rest in peace
Justice finally served

I watched the videos
several times then went outside
spun in circles in the sunshine
safe and safely laughing joyously

[moseley]

wow, I remember some of this story...some things, can there be closure? Forgiveness?
I can relate in that I have been a troll and somehow I stopped, tried to make amends..not for forgiveness or some pardon as I was spared undeservedly and somewhere in this mess of things, I have a heart and I have gone past shame. Humbled but kindly given a grace and then more graces. I think they were always before me I just fought them. In accepting this grace, something good came of it.

I wonder for the Troll King, if he opened his heart, and let go of that kingdom, maybe now in ruins...could something that brings beauty to life enter there...not for his pardon either but for the essence of what we may call a soul and somehow, there would a witness to all that, and though nothing from it may be made right, it gives room for peace...